【The Nightmare of the Goddess of Emei】(Continued) Chapter 11

The Dalai Lama fell into deep thought. Suddenly, as if struck by a thought, he called out to his attendant lama
, "Someone!" "What are your orders, Living Buddha?" a disciple rushed in to inquire. "Tell your men to prepare for the journey. I'm returning to
Tibet. Tell them to hurry. Once everything is ready, we'll depart." The Dalai Lama finished speaking and waved his hand, signaling
the disciple to leave. "Yes, Living Buddha. I'll go give the order immediately." After watching the disciple leave, the Dalai Lama opened
the cabinet where An Dongxue was hidden. An Dongxue was still fast asleep inside. The Dalai Lama carefully examined the snow-white beauty.
One hand slid down An Dongxue's cheek, slowly moving down to her breasts. "What a lovely girl
. It seems only this method can awaken you. Perfect opportunity to test my newly mastered divine skill,
" the Dalai Lama muttered to himself, slowly closing the cabinet…
Half an hour later, everything was ready. The Dalai Lama, surrounded by lamas, boarded the imperial carriage, and
the entourage set off in a grand procession. "Temur, why is the Grand Preceptor setting off in such a hurry?" Tutuha
complained to Temur, clearly displeased, watching the departing procession. Temur looked equally bewildered. "Could it be
because of the Assassin Cult?" "The Grand Preceptor is a man of great wisdom; he wouldn't be
in such a rush because of a small Assassin Cult. By the way, immediately send me more guards; I don't know martial arts." Tutuha's lack
of martial arts skills made him an easy target for the Assassin Cult. "Your humble servant obeys." In truth, Temur
knew the Assassin Cult wouldn't assassinate Tutuha, because he had no value to them.
As the lamas' procession disappeared into the distance, Tutuha signaled for the officials to disperse. Just as everyone was about to enter the city, Temur
suddenly noticed a dark figure leaping swiftly down from the city wall. It was the Dalai Lama! Impossible, hadn't the Dalai Lama
left? But the Dalai Lama seemed to be carrying something on his shoulder; judging from its shape, it should be a person, probably that White Lotus
Sect demoness. But the Dalai Lama was too fast, and Temur couldn't see it clearly. He glanced at Tutuha,
who seemed to have noticed nothing. It must be his imagination; perhaps he'd been too tense lately.
The dark figure swiftly entered the woods, moving rapidly without any sign of stopping. With a hiss
, the dark figure stopped, and an arrow was stuck in front of its foot. "As expected of the Imperial Preceptor, his skills
are indeed remarkable." Several figures quickly sprang out of the woods, surrounding the Dalai Lama. "You're from the White Lotus Sect, aren't you?
State your names." The Dalai Lama stood in the middle, showing no sign of nervousness. "You stinking lama, everyone else has been
fooled by your elaborate deception, but I, Zhu Chongba, am not so easily fooled," a man said mockingly. "We've
been waiting for you here. We are the Five Elements Hermits under the White Lotus Sect's Orchid Envoy. Release the Red Lotus Envoy, and
end your own life." Upon hearing this, the Dalai Lama's face contorted with rage. Suddenly, he struck out with a palm, aiming straight for Zhu Chongba.
Zhu Chongba smiled slightly, his figure flashing backward, dodging the Dalai Lama's attack. The Dalai Lama's palm missed its mark, and he suddenly
flipped over, launching a flying kick. Zhu Chongba couldn't dodge in time and was struck, sent flying several meters away, lying
motionless on the ground. Seeing this, the other four men disregarded all code of honor and swarmed forward. The Dalai Lama roared,
"Get out of my way!" He unleashed his "Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill," and the four men were thrown back as if they had crashed into a wall.
Seeing this, the Dalai Lama didn't stop, leaping and disappearing into the woods. "Zhu Chongba, although your martial arts aren't great,
you can see through my schemes. This man is no ordinary person. Normally, I would eliminate him completely, but
not today. If I see him again after today, I'll send you to the underworld." "Brother, we're useless. We let that
stinking lama escape." "Forget it, Old Tang. The five of us are no match for him. The Orchid Envoy only told us to monitor
him, not to stop him. Besides, this Dalai Lama seems a bit rushed today. I wonder
where he's taking the Red Lotus Envoy?" "Should we report this to the Orchid Envoy?" the one called Old Tang asked. "Don't tell
him. I don't want the plan to be ruined because of the Red Lotus Envoy." Zhu Chongba flipped over and leaped up
, as if the Dalai Lama hadn't hurt him. "Let's go back and proceed according to the original plan." The five of them leaped and
disappeared into the woods as well. All that remained was the arrow stuck in the ground. The Dalai Lama, however, was unaware that because of An
Dongxue, he had spared the man who would later destroy the Yuan Dynasty. History is like that; often, a small event can
change the course of history. Zhu Chongba was not as simple as he thought; only Tang He and three other wandering monks knew Zhu Chongba
's true strength.
The Dalai Lama carried An Dongxue, running through the forest for nearly two hours, until dusk gradually fell. Then the Dalai Lama
stopped. He put An Dongxue down, sat down cross-legged, and began to circulate his internal energy. He didn't know
how much time had passed, but the bright moon shone in the sky, and the only sounds in the forest were the wind rustling through the treetops and the falling leaves
. Suddenly, the Dalai Lama opened his eyes, stretched out his arms, and a surge of internal energy flowed from his palms, 　　tearing
his monk's robes.
The Dalai Lama placed his palms against An Dongxue, and with a "whoosh," the silk cloth wrapped around An Dongxue was
torn by the Dalai Lama's internal force. The Dalai Lama flipped his palms upward, and An Dongxue actually floated up, slowly flying towards
the Dalai Lama. The Dalai Lama leaped up, his penis now erect as a pillar, emitting a strange red light in the darkness.
Under the catalysis of his internal force, his penis suddenly grew larger, reaching a full half-foot in length. An Dongxue's body,
pulled by the Dalai Lama's internal force, had already floated to his side.
The Dalai Lama spread his palms apart, and An Dongxue's legs, like manipulated puppets, spread outwards, gradually
forming a straight line. The Dalai Lama then pressed his palms down, and An Dongxue's entire body slowly descended. The Dalai Lama
grabbed An Dongxue's toes with both hands, and slowly, the Dalai Lama's huge penis pressed against An Dongxue's honey hole.
The Dalai Lama did not continue to move, but held An Dongxue still. An Dongxue's body was straight, and her pair of
fair and smooth breasts trembled and stood proudly, rising and falling with her breath.The Dalai Lama secretly circulated his internal energy, and his entire body began to change, swelling as if inflated by air 　　. Finally, the Dalai Lama moved, pulling downwards with both hands, his massive member plunging into An Dongxue's honeypot. An Dongxue let out a muffled 　　groan, her face expressionless. Although An Dongxue's honeypot wasn't wet, under the influence of his internal energy, it encountered no resistance.

With force, he thrust in all the way, causing An Dongxue's belly to bulge slightly. Dalai felt An Dongxue's vagina
tightly gripping his penis. He slowly applied force, and his penis began to move gently. An Dongxue's belly
rose and fell with each thrust. Gradually, Dalai felt An Dongxue's vagina become warm and moist
. He looked at An Dongxue; although she seemed to be asleep, her eyes were half-closed, her brows
furrowed, and she occasionally let out soft moans. Seeing this, Dalai quickened his pace, releasing his grip and embracing An Dongxue's waist
. An Dongxue and Dalai were now at a 90-degree angle, and with each thrust of his penis, her smooth, glistening belly
rose and fell even more dramatically.
An Dongxue's hands hung down on the ground, her high, white breasts heaving with each movement. The Dalai Lama moved mechanically
. Slowly, he felt the walls of An Dongxue's secret cave pulsating rhythmically, gripping
his penis tightly. With a gush of hot fluid, the Dalai Lama knew An Dongxue had climaxed.
Although An Dongxue's vagina wasn't a top-tier masterpiece like the "Thousand Rings Encircling the Moon," it was still a rare gem. In
the prison, because he was trying to extract the location of the secret order, the Dalai Lama hadn't paid attention to it.
But now, the feeling was completely different.
The Dalai Lama calmed himself, lifted An Dongxue's legs, and placed them on his shoulders. Their chests pressed together
, and he wrapped his arms around An Dongxue as if embracing a large vat. An Dongxue was pressed into a
split position, which made his penis even tighter against her vagina. Although An Dongxue was fast asleep
, her female physiology was still fully revealed. As the climax approached, An Dongxue was covered in fragrant sweat. Although
her breasts were pressed tightly against Dalai's chest, her full and high breasts still heaved exaggeratedly with her short breaths.
Her thighs and buttocks were covered with a mixture of their sweat...
After Dalai thrust a hundred times, he sat down with An Dongxue in his arms. An Dongxue wrapped her legs around Dalai's waist,
her hands hanging down on Dalai's shoulders, her head resting weakly on Dalai's shoulder. Dalai lifted An Dongxue's
buttocks with his hands and moved up and down on her, thrusting into her like a machine. For one
hour, two hours, Dalai's penis continued to go in and out of An Dongxue's vagina. When An Dongxue
climaxed, Dalai would temporarily stop thrusting, regulate his breathing, and calm his mind.
An Dongxue trembled again, and a gush of hot fluid once more poured onto the Dalai Lama's penis. This was An Dongxue's
tenth orgasm. Had the Dalai Lama come here solely to utterly rape An Dongxue? No, the Dalai Lama's current
act of intercourse with An Dongxue was actually a form of Tantric practice, namely, the practice of bliss meditation. Tibetan lamas all practice bliss meditation;
it can be considered part of their spiritual practice. However, the Dalai Lama's bliss meditation is different from that of ordinary lamas.
It is a special bliss meditation technique, traditionally practiced only by the newly appointed Dalai Lama. This is because the
scripture is hidden in the Potala Palace and is inscribed on the body of a woman. Whenever the old Dalai Lama is about to pass away,
the monks of the Potala Palace would search for the reincarnation child according to the old Dalai Lama's instructions. Secretly, they would also search for a
maiden born at the same time as the reincarnation child. Once found, the mantra of the bliss meditation technique would be tattooed on the infant's body.
When the Dalai Lama reaches the age of 25, the elders will bring a young woman to his side. For the next six months, the Dalai Lama will
practice the divine power possessed by the infant girl. The method of practice involves daily sexual intercourse with this young woman. After six months,
when the Dalai Lama has mastered the first level of the "Joyful Meditation" divine power, the young woman's vital essence will be completely drained by the Dalai Lama, turning her into
a dried corpse. The Joyful Meditation divine power has nine levels, and its practice requires sexual intercourse with a virgin
. After each intercourse, the woman's vital essence will be completely drained, leaving her a dried corpse. Because it is so cruel,
all Dalai Lamas before the present one have only reached the first level. However, the current Dalai Lama is not content with Tibet
. After the Mongol emperor appointed him as the Imperial Preceptor, the Dalai Lama has been active in the Central Plains. With the help of the Yuan court,
the Dalai Lama actually reached the ninth level of the Joyful Zen practice. When he reached the ninth level, he discovered that the Joyful Zen Divine
Skill of the ninth level was completely different from the other eight levels. It was as if he had returned to ordinary Joyful Zen, the kind
of practice that uses intercourse as a medium and focuses on cultivation. If it weren't for Qingshan Feiyan's assassination attempt, the Dalai Lama might not have
fully comprehended the ninth level by now. After Qingshan Feiyan's assassination attempt failed and she was captured, she was raped by the Dalai Lama for three days and three nights. On
the third day, the Dalai Lama suddenly had a brilliant idea and used the power of the ninth level of Joyful Zen.
When Qingshan Feiyan ejaculated, the Dalai Lama noticed something strange about his body. With each ejaculation of Qingshan Feiyan, her
internal energy flowed continuously to the Dalai Lama. The Dalai Lama, overjoyed, kept making Qingshan Feiyan ejaculate, eventually
completely absorbing her internal energy. In the days that followed, the Dalai Lama built the Renyi Manor, disguised himself as
Song Zhengxiong, and became a righteous martial arts figure. He secretly abducted female disciples from various sects, imprisoning them in
the manor's dungeon for his rape and martial arts practice. Gradually, the Dalai Lama discovered that women with higher internal energy often required
prolonged rape and numerous orgasms to release their energy. Later, he could not only absorb
their energy but also transfer it to them. Once a woman's internal energy was depleted, he could transfer his own to her. However, everyone
's cultivation was finite.
The Dalai Lama could continuously transfer his energy to women, but they couldn't absorb it all. When a woman couldn't absorb it all, the Dalai Lama's returned energy would
circulate like a wisp of gas within her body, stretching her until she exploded and died. What the Dalai Lama is doing now is precisely this: he
intends to drain An Dongxue's internal energy and then transfer his own back to her. However, An Dongxue has deeply inherited Han Shantong's true
teachings and has also mastered the Su Nu Zhen Jing (Scripture of the Plain Maiden). Under the Dalai Lama's rape, An Dongxue's internal energy only began to
loosen after her fifth orgasm. This was something the Dalai Lama hadn't anticipated. He hadn't encountered such difficulty when raping Lin Xuezhen on Mount Emei. Fortunately,
the Dalai Lama's Joyful Zen Divine Skill had reached its ninth level, allowing him to retain his primordial yang for up to three days without ejaculating. "Ah, ah
..." With a groan, An Dongxue orgasmed once more. Due to the repeated orgasms, An Dongxue clearly
showed signs of fatigue. The Dalai Lama felt that An Dongxue's internal energy was no longer flowing slowly towards him as it had at the beginning, but rather
continuously and incessantly surging towards him. The Dalai Lama knew that An Dongxue's internal energy was about to be completely drained, and
the most crucial moment was approaching.
The Dalai Lama stood up, holding An Dongxue, leaning back at a 45-degree angle, his hands tightly gripping her breasts, assuming
a horse-riding position. He used only his hips to thrust up and down. An Dongxue had exhausted her internal energy,
and the Dalai Lama's thrusts became increasingly rapid, his internal energy continuously flowing back to her. Slowly, An Dongxue's body began to show
abnormalities. With the influx of internal energy, her belly first swelled, becoming as large as a pregnant woman's, then
her arms, legs, and finally her face. The Dalai Lama knew he had to ejaculate; otherwise, the flowing internal energy
would continuously enter An Dongxue's body until she exploded and died…
An Dongxue seemed to feel the Dalai Lama's penis thrusting faster, more powerfully, and harder.
She first trembled slightly, then her vagina began to throb, but this time the throbbing was much
stronger than before, and the contraction of her vagina was greater. The Dalai Lama felt as if An Dongxue's vagina was about to clamp down on his penis.
The Dalai Lama channeled his inner energy into his penis, increasing the speed of his thrusts. Finally, his penis became increasingly uncontrollable
; the semen, which had been barely contained, surged towards his glans. He felt
as if his penis was about to explode, like a landslide, the semen gushing forth like a flood. The Dalai Lama,
as if possessed, gripped An Dongxue's breasts tightly with all his might.
With each spurt of his semen and the immense inner energy emanating from him, An Dongxue could no longer withstand it .
Her tightly closed eyes were forced open by the force, her eyeballs bulging as if about to pop out of their sockets—a truly terrifying sight.
At the critical moment, the Dalai Lama flipped over, pulling his hands away from An Dongxue's breasts, and unleashed the "Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill,"
striking her chest. At that very moment, the two internal forces clashed, and An Dongxue's body exploded like a balloon being popped
. Her internal energy surged out under the external pressure, and with a "whoosh," the
poisoned needle embedded in her forehead shot out with the released energy, embedding itself in a tree…
As the energy dissipated, An Dongxue's body slowly returned to normal, like a deflated balloon. However,
she was now extremely weak. She leaned forward, resting against the Dalai Lama. The Dalai Lama was also exhausted,
sitting cross-legged on the ground, holding An Dongxue. His penis was still inserted in her vagina, and he could feel the
rhythmic throbbing of her vagina, which hadn't weakened. The Dalai Lama's body returned to its original form
. After three hours of intercourse, he felt his internal energy was greatly depleted. "It's alright.
When you wake up tomorrow, your vagina will belong to me forever, to my Joyful Zen Divine Skill. I will make you completely defeated by me
, forever a slave to my Joyful Zen Divine Skill." The Dalai Lama looked at the sleeping An Dongxue, a sinister and
terrifying smile on his face...
The Dalai Lama casually pressed An Dongxue's pressure points, then sat up and fell asleep while holding her.
In the silent forest, two bald men and women, the woman sitting on the man's lap, the man embracing her, her
lower body still penetrated by the man's large penis, thick white fluid dripping from her vagina, dripping onto the ground
...
Dawn was approaching, and An Dongxue didn't know what awaited her after daybreak.

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